Sir Alex

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

George Best – Revered at Old Trafford, envied by other
clubs, admired by players, fancied by the fans. One of the Holy Trinity at Manchester United,
Best- described by Bob Bishop as a genius- has shaped and been part of the
glorious history of Manchester United.
His playing days came to an end before I was born, but the legend of
George Best has endured the test of time. I have tried to watch the limited
videos of him playing that was available and I have never been more fascinated
by any player. Undoubtedly he was one of the best at that time, though I believe
he was the best. For, such is the way people talk about his game that you can
feel he was the greatest. He himself had
the confidence (or arrogance as some might perceive it) to say in an interview,
“I actually think I was the greatest player of all time, I just didn’t play
long enough at the top”!!!! Sadly for a
career that started at 17 and peaked at 22 came to a low at around 28 when he
left United, leave everyone wondering “What
might have been” had he not succumbed to alcohol. The fact that he never
fulfilled his genius is a scary thought considering how much he achieved
without doing so. But such was his character that he never had any regrets
about his career. As he himself put it in the same interview, “I was lucky I
had 11 great years. It was 11 more than lot of others ever had!!!”.

Football’s first ever Superstar, “El Beatle”( nicknamed so
by the Portuguese press when he singlehandedly destroyed Benfica in the
European Cup) was a phenomenon who along with Sir Bobby and Denis Law gave
United some glorious memories and infinite joy.
With a regret that I never lived in his era, I dedicate this to George
Best, the Genius from Belfast !!!! This
weekend marks 50 years since you made your first ever appearance for Manchester
United.

As they all say, Pele good, Maradona better, George BEST
!!!!!!!!!!!! Indeed……..

Thursday, September 5, 2013

This is a little anecdote from my ... ahem .... "innocent" childhood days !!!!!!!!!!! Those were the days when you looked forward to being left alone in the house while your parents went out into town. I used to relish such occasions. Being 10 years old, i was never allowed to experiment with delicate appliances at home, a rule i promptly disregard on such momentous occasions.
I learnt my basic lessons in cooking during these glorious "free hours" ( like if you mix tomato juice in an omelette, the taste is an unpleasant sourness...... the taste of grape juice with seeds crushed in....and some other experiments i would rather not talk about ... :D ). Not just cooking, i took these opportunities to satisfy my curiosity which more often than not landed me in some tight spots.
Anyway, on one such occasion i was very preoccupied with helpline numbers. 100 - police. 101 - Fire Force. That was pretty much it, but to a 10 year old me, the avenues were endless!!!!!!!! It was around 8pm in the night and i wanted to know if these helpline nos were real ??? How can u call the fire force with just dialing 101 ?? I mused........ Our home phone nos was around 7 digits. So did 3 digit nos really work??? Or were the films i saw fooling me ??? The questions were endless, but the answers were a dial-of-the-phone away. I thought like whom to call ? The Police or the Fire Force ?? .......... Police are always a terrifying thought, especially to a 10 year old boy... I decided to go with Fire Force. The lesser of the two evils !!!!!!!
Well.. i picked up the receiver and before i dialled 101, took a deep breath and reminded myself to put on an adult voice. I was READY ...................... ----1-0-1---- ..... beep beep beep..... and it started ringing , i almost stopped breathing !!!!!!!! What the hell ??? So they werent lying... I was aroused from this musing by a husky powerful voice announcing "Fire Force... What can we do for you?" ... I was stunned... I regained my composure.. or whatever that remained.. My heart was going THUMP THUMP THUMP !!!!!!! I put on my adult voice.. and boldly spoke into the receiver : "There is a fire here" .... and the man asks "Give me your address" ... I could not give him my address..so (still in my adult voice ) i gave him the address of a nearby street. "How did the fire start??" Pat comes the next question and i'm caught unawares.. I stammer "TV caught fire"..He asks me "Where??" ... and i stutter "Right side of the TV" . He says OK and hangs up. I am relieved to get off the phone and so did not pause to worry about the logical nature of my answers.
I congratulate myself for having verified the existence of 101 and i sit silently hoping to hear the siren of the fire trucks arriving at a nearby street. "Trring Trring" goes my phone and disturbs my patient wait for the trucks. Thinking its my parents just checking whether i'm all right or not, i pick up the phone. Alas.... instead of my dad's voice, a deep husky voice, terrifyingly familiar greets me. I am panic stricken... my heart goes into overdrive !!!!! I stutter and stammer to his questions of a fire being reported.... I reverted to my trusted and most effective defence... Blindly deny everything..... The officer just calmly accepts my version, but goes on to inform me of the existence of a device known as "Caller ID" which i'm sure everyone knows of !!!!!! He further informs me of police action for such pranks, still accepting my high pitched denials... He hangs the phone up with an ominous warning which took all life out of ME !!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly i find myself in a terrifying house, all alone with thoughts only of a new, but vicious instrument called Caller ID that entraps inocent young boys like me. To cut the story short, I panicked big time... Called up my aunt nearby... asked her to come to me as i was too scared... she called my parents.. they were terrified... It was a FIASCO !!!!!! But more importantly, they did not find out about the incident that threw Caller ID's into my world !!!!!! That was the day i discovered Caller IDs. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!